{again}

Again.

Beauty is profound even in the end.

Whispers of mistakes settle seamlessly in the sinking.

Gossiping back-n-forth with the sun.

She didn't keep her cool.

Her list of to-dos were barely checked off.

She reached out to no one today.

And the settling stings.

Heat radiates and burns my soul.

I waller in the act of letting go and letting down too.

Exacerbated by the day's finality, I coddle my imperfections.

Again.

The saturated farewell serenades.

Never mind the whispers.

Trust in the beauty of goodbye.

For the end is only the beginning.

A second chance of sorts.

Again.

Tomorrow waits anew.

                                    .mac 

{sunset compliments of my brother and sister-in-law's beautiful South Carolina home}